Earth’s Answer by William Blake — The Bard on the Hill

Earth rais’d up her head, From the darkness dread & drear. Her light fled: Stony dread! And her locks cover’d with grey despair. — Prison’d on watry shore Starry Jealousy does keep my den Cold and hoar Weeping o’er I hear the Father of the ancient men — Selfish father of men Cruel, jealous, selfish […]

via Earth’s Answer by William Blake — The Bard on the Hill

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